Hi everyone, new to the site after lurking here for around 2 years. I'm a young gal about to go out into the big scary world, leaving my home town for the first time and moving across the country to university, I'm scared as hell! But I have two of my friends to make it easier, I'd be lost without my girls! :]

This website is my naughty little secret in life, no one knows about the sexual monster hiding under sweet unsullied Kelly's skin! My favorite literature on this site is definitely the masturbation stories, and I will definitely have a go at writing myself!

Sorry for the terrible intro guys, will try to work on it some more later!

My interests are many and too widely ranged to list on a profile. :] I will just say I will try anything at least once, my favorite things to do are reading, schoolwork (i know, geek!), hanging out with my girls and listening to amazing music.

My sexual interests are mainly things like romantic foreplay, mutual masturbation, real love making. I really really hate dominance in all it's forms, sex is a beautiful thing and should be enjoyed with love, or at least a replica of it!

Favorite Books:

All of the Warcraft novels, most recently; Tides of War.

Favorite Authors:

Christie Golden

Favorite Movies:

I literally like almost all movies, but my all time favourite is probably Notting Hill, just get teary eyed every time. :')

Favorite Music:

I like pretty much everything except ridiculous rappers and opera, can't stand that wailing!

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP I awoke with an annoyed groan, leaning over to hit the “dismiss” button on my alarm clock. The luminescent green numbers shining through the darkness, heralding the start of my usual 7 am day. With a huff, I slipped back onto my pillow, willing myself not to surrender to the lure of more sleep. My mind started to drift a little, slowly becoming aware of my surroundings...

As Mark and Sara approached her room silently, they knew what was to come. Their first time was going to occur, now on this frigid February night. Neither of them could hide their excitement. Mark, in his briefs and robe and Sara, in sweatpants and a tank-top, had snuck away from the pyjama party taking place downstairs in her house unable to help themselves. As they entered her room and...